Rooming With My Best Friend - Decisions - Loves Corey - Choose Your Own Story - 10





Loves Corey
              


Thinking about his life and how it had gone over the past few years, Kris had always been there for him, but it was as a best friend and a brother, sure they had fucked each other, but it just wasn’t the same as the relationship he had with Corey.

Corey was all Matt had dreamed of when he realised he was gay. He wanted a beautiful, sexy man who would love him completely, who would make him feel protected and safe for the rest of his life, and who he would share a great bond with while retaining their individuality. Corey WAS the man he had always hoped he would find.

He turned his head to look at Kris and cursed himself under his breath. Why did he have to get drunk and pick Kris over Corey? Sure Kris was hot and gave a great blowjob, but to choose him over Corey, the man he loved, that was just stupid. He had to make it right.

He slowly got up from the bed. Not wanting to wake Kris, he picked up his clothes and silently left the room, slipping on his shorts and tee before making his way over to his room and opening the door. When he stepped inside the room he was surprised to see that Corey was awake, given that it was still very early in the morning.

Corey was crying.

Matt went over to him and tried to put his arm around Corey but he just shrugged it off.

“Get off me, Matt!” Corey yelled. “How the fuck could you do that to me? I thought you loved me.”

“I do, Corey, I do,” Matt pleaded.

“Like hell you do! How the fuck can you be in love with me and then go and spend the night with Kris, sucking his dick and riding his fucking cock all night?” Corey cried.

“We didn’t fuck,” Matt protested.

“But you still sucked his cock?”

“Yes, but I was drunk.”

“Bullshit, Matt! What kind of fucking excuse is that? Is that going to happen for the rest of our relationship? You’re gonna get drunk and horny and go off to fuck other people? That’s not the kind of relationship I want, Matt, and it’s not one that I’ll have. I fucking love you, with all my fucking heart, and you shattered it in to a million fucking pieces last night when you chose Kris over me!”

“I’m so sorry, Corey,” Matt said, with tears pouring down his own face now. “I fucked up and I wish I could take it back.”

“You fucked up? I really don’t get you, Matt, are you not happy with me?”

“What? Of course I’m happy with you, how can you even ask that?” Matt cried.

“Because it doesn’t ever seem like I’m enough for you,” Corey spat.

“That’s not true!”

“No? Then why are you never happy just to have me? So I cheated on you once, ONCE, Matt, and that was just because I was stupid and naïve, but you, you’re more than happy to stick your dick in other people.”

“That’s not fair, Corey.”

“Oh please! That night early last year when Kris wanted to fuck one of us, you were so upset that it wasn’t you and that he fucked my ass. Then when you finally got the chance to fuck him you just went for it, you barely even questioned it or said that you didn’t want to do it because you were with me and wanted to be faithful.”

“You fucking agreed to let me fuck Kris!”

“Yeah, just like I let you fuck Colt, because I wanted to give you that, but what do I ever get in return, Matt? I’ve been so committed to you and have passed up so many opportunities to go elsewhere, with guys from the Rec and other places, who are smoking hot, but I’ve never even considered it because I’ve been with you. I guess you don’t think of me in the same way as I think of you.”

“That’s not true, I love you.”

“You have a funny fucking way of showing it,” Corey laughed. “Kris just offers you his cock and you go running to him. I gave you a choice last night, a choice between me and him, and you chose him. That’s always going to be how it is, isn’t it, Matt?”

“No! I promise, Corey, it will never happen again.”

“You promise?” Corey asked.

“Yes. I swear on my father’s grave that it will never happen again.”

“For real?” Corey asked, seeing how serious Matt was.

“Yes. I love you more than I ever thought possible and I am such a fuck up, Corey. I gave you such a hard time after you cheated when what I did last night was just as bad. But I forgave you, and it was the best thing I ever did. Please forgive me, I love you so much,” Matt said with tears running down his cheeks.

Corey turned away from Matt because he just couldn’t look at him. He loved him so much and what Matt had done had felt like a slap in the face. He didn’t know if he could trust Matt anymore, but at the same time he didn’t know if he could live without him either.

He looked back toward Matt, who held up his arms, reaching out to Corey for forgiveness, and knew that he had to make a decision about where they went from there. He just wasn’t sure what he wanted to do.




Corey has to do something, but what? You decide.



If you want Corey to go to Matt, click here: Forgive (Chapter 16)



If you want Corey to stay where he is, click here: Forget (Chapter 17)


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